About moving on.
Someone once asked me about what I thought I have accomplished in life thus far. I never answered their question. But when I thought about it later, I thought of this very same backyard. The first thing that I paid for with my own money. And it made me proud. I know had tons of help to get me started and tons of help along the way. But it made me proud all the same.
And now as I sit in this corner and think about this very backyard again, I wonder how it will feel, less than a week from today, when I bid farewell to it.
Somehow I am not looking forward to moving on.
I hate goodbyes. They hurt an awful lot. And almost always leave somewhat of a vaccuum behind in your heart. A good friend once told me that for every good bye, there is another hello that awaits. Thats what makes goodbyes easier, I guess.
Not easy. But easier.
posted by S @ 8:29 AM
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